It was dark when she left her room. Time of day was irrelevant here. If the sun wasn't up, towering lights cast an unnaturally white glow over the area and work continued. She sighed and her breathe appeared before her; It was going to be a cold day. Eve considered going back to get her jacket, but the cafeteria building wasn't that far. She felt her nipples harden and brush up against her shirt - as if she needed another reminder that it was cold. She wondered if they showed through the thick material.
As she entered the eating area she was greeted with a wave of warm air. She relaxed her petite body which had tensed up from the cold. She got into line to get some breakfast. It wasn't fine dining, but the food here wasn't bad considering their remote location. Besides, she didn't have to cook it.
Pancakes piled high, she looked around for a place to sit. Ordinarily, she sat with the other support staff, but most of them had been sent home due to the cut backs from the economic slump. Now it was only her and a nurse, who worked while she slept and vice versa. She felt like she was in middle school again as she stretched her neck to look for an empty table.
"Hey! Eve!"
She turned towards the voice. She found herself looking at a tall man with dark hair, half standing and waving one of his arms. She didn't recognize him. Everybody here looked vaguely familiar since she collected specimens from all of them, but he didn't ring any special bells. He was particularly handsome, as far as she could tell from beneath his heavy stubble, but she was pretty sure they'd never interacted before.
"You can sit here," he continued as he sat back down, motioning towards a small spot between him and another man.
Not wanting to be rude, Eve took a seat. Despite her frame, the spot he had made for her was inadequate; she found herself making contact with both her neighbours. She looked around the table and there really wasn't much room for anybody to give her. A few of the men were looking at her breasts with tired eyes. So tired they didn't even bother to avert their eyes after she cleared her throat to make it known they'd been caught. At least it answered her question about whether or not her nipples were visible through her top.
Before she became too uncomfortable, the man who had invited her introduced himself as Nick. He was chatty and reasonably charming, especially considering he was on the final few days of his rotation up here. She quickly forgot how packed the arrangement was, as well as the fact that she didn't know why he knew her name.
"Anyway, I'd better get going back to site. Say, do you ever get any time off while you are up here?" he asked. It was a fair enough question, the work schedule of workers up here were incredibly varied.
"I'm actually going to be off for two weeks after today, but my flight home doesn't leave until Sunday," she replied.
"Some of the guys and I are going down into town tonight, if you wanted to come. We even convinced one of the transport guys to give us a lift there and back."
Eve didn't reply right away. It was too early to get asked out. Was he asking her out? Even if he was just being friendly, she should probably decline. The guys out here partied too hard. She'd heard stories of guys blowing thousands on a night in town. They made so much money up here, but most didn't have the sense to save a penny.
She didn't think that much time had elapsed since he asked, but he continued, "Well I'll let you think on it. If you want to, we'll be meeting in outside of B block at nine." She parted her lips to speak, but before she could form words to indicate one way or the other, he had flashed her a smile and walked away.
Eve didn't have many wardrobe options. One didn't bring fancy clothes to work in the oil sands. She foraged through her suitcase hoping for a miracle. I'm sure they didn't expect too much from her, but Eve had always enjoyed attracting male attention and she didn't want to look or feel like one of the guys when she was in town.
She heard the sound a plastic bag rustling. A miracle! She had forgotten about the dress she had bought while waiting at the airport. She quickly pulled off her dowdy work clothes and zipped up the dress. The deep red dress was tight, but she was pleased to find she could move freely. She tried to get a look at herself in the tiny bathroom mirror. I looked good from the front, plunging deeply between her perky tits. She stood on her tip-toes and turned to check out how it looked from the back and, more importantly, how her ass looked in it.
Damn. Panty lines. She returned to the bedroom and searched her suitcase. She couldn't find a clean thong and there was no time to do laundry. Pretending to herself that she was reluctant, she rolled down her panties. A thin wisp of her juices briefly clung from her pussy to the wet spot on the fabric as it pulled away from her body. Eve took her index finger and ran it just inside her lips from her hole to her clit. She was sopping. She should probably masturbate before she left to keep her libido from getting her into trouble. She looked at the clock. It was already 8:30 PM. She reached for her make up bag and continued to get ready.She could barely make out the band from amongst the raucous roar of the other bar patrons. Nick leaned in and said something to her. She couldn't make that out either. She didn't really care. She enjoyed the feeling of his hot breathe against the side of her face. He hadn't bothered to shave, but he had definitely cleaned up. He was no longer in overalls and he smelled amazing. She smiled broadly and nodded, pretending to hear what he said.
The trip over had been pleasant. She had been a bit worried about having to make conversation with a group of people she barely knew for the hour long ride but her fears had proven unfounded. They were a cast of characters, but altogether delightful company. She also enjoyed the fact that they were drinking in the back of what was clearly once a school bus.
She had already had a few drinks since they got here. Her cheeks were beginning to feel warm, and she could feel her inhibitions quickly melting away. Noticing that she was drinking nothing but ice, she stood up to get another drink from the bar.
As she leaned against the crowded bar, she couldn't seem to catch the bartender's eye. People were crowding in and flashing their money trying to get service. Eve felt something hard against her ass. She tried to move forward a bit to make room, but there was nowhere to go except over the bar. She tried pushing back a little to prompt the person to move back. She realized too late that the hard thing she had felt was a cock, and she could feel it growing against her. Simultaneously disgusted and turned on, Eve was relieved and disappointed when the bartender finally took her drink order. Drink obtained, she turned to see who was pressing against her. An older man with a cowboy hat met her eye. She could tell he was once handsome, but she had better prospects tonight. She turned down her eyes and made her way back to the table. She felt a bit of wetness rub between her thighs as she walked, reminding her that she was not wearing any underwear. Reminding her that she was turned on by making that stranger's cock harden. Reminding her that she was a slut.
She arrived back at the table finding that her seat had been taken by one of the boys' prey. She looked around for a chair. Her scan was interrupted by hands grabbing her hips. Without any sign of effort, Nick picked her up and rested her on his lap.
"Don't worry, I saved you a seat!" Everybody laughed. She put her drink down on the table and looked down in between her breasts to find half her drink dripping between her tits. No napkins in sight, Eve used her hands to try to salvage some of the drink. She thought she had gotten most of it, when she noticed she had some on her thighs too. She sighed in exasperation and began to wipe at them as well.
Nick couldn't resist joining in the commotion that was happening on his lap. He placed his big hand over hers and slowly worked up her thigh. When he reached the hem of her skirt she expected hesitation, but she found none. He continued up, and rotated his hand towards the inside. Eve held her breath.
He cocked his head forward so it aligned with her ear. His voice was different than earlier, calmer and deeper, "This feels wet but not like a cold drink. Why is that?"
Eve still hadn't taken a breath. She needed to evaluate the situation. She had just met this guy. She should probably put a stop to this, but she really didn't want to. She wanted this - badly. She spread her legs slightly. "Because I'm a slut," she whispered. She spread her legs more, hoping he would work his way up to her clit.
She nearly whimpered with disappointment when he retracted his hand from between her legs and slapped her on the side of her ass to indicate she should stand up.
"Well, we had better go get it! Finish your drink quickly, they won't let you take it outside," Nick announced loudly as he got up. "Don't forget your jacket, Eve."
Eve put on her parka. Nick somehow led her to the exit, despite being behind her. Outside the doors, Eve went to zip up her jacket. He stepped in front of her and grabbed her wrists to stop her.
"No, slut. The opposite," he reached his hands into the neckline of her dress and pulled outwards revealing her beautiful tits. He hooked the fabric on either side so her tits were still on display when he let go. He admired them for a moment, then grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her forward towards the bus.
